So here I go again

Falling asleep thinking of you, wishing we were cuddling or you were ok top off or I was at least hearing you breath and feeling your body heat next to me. But it’s not you, just my body pillow between my legs. While some may think this post is referring to them, the sad truth is you will probably never read this.

Such is my lonely life- them again I’m also kinda glad you’re not here… I’m a bed hog, and someone else’s body hear throws off my whole temperature rhythm.

I’m quite literally hot enough without you.